A/N: Thanks to everybody that reviewed. I can't believe it's been so long since I've updated.

// Bond //

~ Thoughts ~

The late afternoon sun streamed through the windows of Bulma's lab beckoning her outside after having spent the last few days working on the improved robot. She impatiently brushed at the strands of hair that had escaped her pony tail and curled around her face. On the table beside her lay a set of six already completed robots. Bulma shifted in her seat trying to relieve her aching back as she sat at her work table concentrating on the last robot before her, trying to complete another set for back ups.

When she was done with the last robot; she hooked them all up to her computer and started downloading the training program. She wiped her hands on her pants adding to the already present stains on her blue jeans and red tank top as she sat down to wait. Later after the download was complete, Bulma programmed her computer to scan the robot's circuitry and programming for errors. When the testing was finished a few minutes later, she read over the results. ~ These came out a lot stronger then the older ones. Vegeta should be happy about that, he's always complaining that they don't give him enough of a work out. ~ After she checked over the findings again and was satisfied with them, Bulma packed the robots in capsules. She put the extra set in one of her storage cabinets and dropped the other set down in her pocket. Bulma walked out the door and headed up to her room for a long awaited soak in her tub.

Steam hung thickly in the air, softening the contours of the room, and the heavy scent of lavender assaulted Vegeta's senses as he quietly slipped into the bathroom. He quickly headed over to the tub and squatted down beside it, he smirked as he looked over the tub's occupant. Bulma was lounging in the tub with her head resting on the rim, the only part visible was from her shoulders up, the bubble bath hiding the rest of her from view.

Vegeta dipped his fingers into the tub, cupped his hand, and raised it out of the water. He hovered his hand over her as the water dripped from it down over Bulma's Shoulders and neck. When the water hit her, she sat up startled and looked around, till eyes came to rest on Vegeta's smirking face. Bulma gasped and sunk lower in the water trying to hide herself from view. She started to yell at him but stopped herself before she could get a syllable out. ~ If I yell at him he'll just stay longer because he'll know that he's annoying me. ~ "What are you doing in here?"

Vegeta's smirk widened as he leaned closer to her, his warm breath tickled her as he whispered in her ear, "I'm hungry."

Bulma's temper flared when what he said registered, "What does that have to do with you coming in here while I'm taking a bath?"

"You have to cook."

"Vegeta go down stairs and I'll cook for you after I finish."

"Now."

"I said after my bath."

"Fine." Vegeta's hand shot into the water causing Bulma to shriek and move to the far side of the tub away from him. He ran his fingers slightly under Bulma's leg from her hip down to her ankle in his search along the bottom of the tub for the drain. When his hand came in contact with it, he smirked at Bulma, pulled the plug out of the water, and stood up. "Looks like you'll be done in a couple of minutes."

"Give that back!"

"No, now hurry up and finish. I'll be down stairs waiting and if you're not down in a few minutes I'll come back up here and drag you out dressed or not." Bulma sent a glare his way as he walked out the door. After the door was closed behind him she quickly washed and rinsed. She climbed out of the tub and dried off. She wrapped the towel around her and stomped into her room. Bulma headed over to her bed picked up her clothes and slipped on a pair of black cotton shorts and an a blue t-shirt. She picked up a capsule off her bed, dropped it down in her pocket, and stormed down stairs. She headed into the kitchen to see Vegeta sitting at the table waiting for his meal.

Bulma glared at his back as she treaded over to the stove and went about cooking, 45 minutes later the meal was done. She sat the food out on the table then plopped down in a chair across from Vegeta as he started fixing his plate. Bulma copied his movements then started eating. An uneasy silence hung in the air as Bulma sat, still fuming over what he did to her. Vegeta glanced up at Bulma only to receive an icy glare in return as she sat there eating. He ignored her look and went back to eating. When he was through he pushed his self away from the table and watched her as she continued to eat. "What is wrong with you?"

"What do you mean, what's wrong with me? You barge in on me while I'm taking a bath, tell me I have to cook for you, steal the plug for my bath tub, and then give me an ultimatum. What the hell do you think my problem is? The least you could have done was give me some time to relax after I spent the last few days making this for you," she yelled as she threw a capsule at him.

He caught the capsule and regarded her with a raised eyebrow, "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you hear what I just said," she yelled as she stood up and went stomping over to him.

"I was referring to the capsule."

"I spent the last few days building you a set of new training bots." Bulma started to launch into another tirade when Vegeta griped her hips and settled her across his lap. He then pulled her against him and brushed a kiss against her lips shocking her into submission. She quickly over came her shock and tried to push away from him, but Vegeta just tightened his hold on her as he continued to kiss her. He flicked his tongue against her lips before he slowly pulled away from her. "What was that for," Bulma demanded as she glared at him.

"To shut you up." Bulma started to yell at him again, so he quickly closed the distance between them and kissed her. She tried pushing him away, but her resolve slowly melted and she leaned against him enjoying the sensations he provoked in her. He traced the outline of her lips with his tongue before slipping it inside. Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer as his hands griped her hips. His tongue eagerly explored her mouth before doing battle with hers until they had to separate for air.

Vegeta kissed and flicked his tongue in a teasing motion along her jaw then down her neck, before he moved back up to her lips. He continued his assault on her as his hands began a journey of they're own. Vegeta ran his hands up her sides, stopping at her breasts, he caressed her lightly through her shirt, teasing her, as she tightened her arms around his neck and leaned into his touch. He continued his torture as she responded to his touch.

Vegeta stopped his caress and ran his hands back down to her waist. He kissed Bulma one last time before he pulled away from her, and stood her on her feet. He left out the door, without saying a word, leaving her thoroughly confused and angry. ~ I can't believe that just happened, when did it go from happening in my mind to being real? ~ Bulma stood there a few minutes longer before she pulled herself together and started cleaning up the kitchen.